A Maid in the Making

I made my way through her kitchen and stood at her back door. I cracked it open and peeked outside. There were a few trees and neatly manicured flower beds. The lawn, like the front yard, looked to be freshly mown. And off to one side of her yard stood a pair of poles shaped like 'T's. Between them hung drying lines. On one of them hung a bag of clothespins. The small back yard was surrounded by a low, chain link fence. The houses on either side of hers and the three houses behind her would all be able to see me once I stepped outside!

Voices could be heard, but couldn't see anyone from her back door. I quickly stepped outside, using the basket to hide behind. Biting my lower lip and peeking around, it looked like the coast was clear. I dashed across her yard, set the basket down and began to quickly hang up her intimate clothing. Handling them once again caused my little penis to get stiff. Just as I was hanging up the last panty, I heard a voice. Turning my head, I saw a woman leaning over the fence. She was older than Adella but had her same build. She called me over to her. Feeling her eyes on my naked body made my little penis throb all the more, and I know I was blushing from head to toe! I picked up the basket and hid behind it before crossing the yard.

The woman introduced herself as Camila, Adella's neighbor. She guessed who I was, apparently, Adella had spoken of me. Camila complimented my choice of clothing while her eyes traveled from one end of my body to the other. Her gaze lingered on the parts of my hidden behind the laundry basket. Glancing around, I was lucky to find no one else was near enough to see me. But I was still extremely nervous. I told Camila it was nice to meet her and excused myself to finish cleaning Adella's home.

Camila stopped me from going anywhere. She said I looked like a nice boy, but she warned me to treat Adella with kindness and respect. She told me that Adella was her oldest friend and if I hurt her in any way, she would punish me in ways I couldn't imagine. A shiver shot up my spine when I imagined this large woman spanking my bare bottom and making me stand in a corner.

I assured Camila that I would never harm Adella. I shared with her that I was visiting her so I could clean her home. I told her Adella had taught me how to clean a house and I'd come here to practice. While I spoke, Camila looked me up and down while I hid behind the laundry basket. She smiled before suggesting I stop by the next day to clean her house. She told me it could use a good cleaning. I squirmed behind the basket, lowered my chin and bit my lip. I explained that I'd need to check with Adella first.

She smirked before asking why I needed Adella's permission to clean her house. I told her it wouldn't seem right if I didn't get her permission. She nodded, accepted my explanation and told me if Adella approved, she expected me to arrive dressed as I was, on her doorstep the next morning.

I nodded my head and whispered, "Yes ma'am."

When our conversation ended, I raced back inside. I quickly told Adella what had happened. She pulled me down onto her lap and asked if I wanted to clean her friend's home. She then drug her finger along the underside of my stiff penis. She said it looked like my little penis was looking forward to it! I whimpered softly and confirmed that I would enjoy cleaning her house too. I verbally rationalized it by saying it would give me the opportunity to practice cleaning someone else's home. Adella agreed and told me she'd get me to Camila's doorstep the next morning.

Knowing I still had a ton of work to do, I slipped off of her lap and went right back to work. I swapped out loads of laundry. With the clean sheets, I remade the guest room bed. When finished, I didn't pause before tackling the bathroom. I scrubbed the tub/shower, sink, and countertop, and toilet. I washed the mirror and was careful not to leave streaks. As a nice touch, I folded the first sheet of toilet tissue into a triangle. I always thought that was a nice touch. With the bucket and scrub brush, I scoured the floor until it sparkled. Walking out of the bathroom, I was very proud of the job I'd done. The room smelled and looked perfectly clean!

I changed out the laundry again. After making Adella's bed, both of the bedrooms and the bathroom were done. Adella smiled at me and let her eyes wander over my naked body as I passed through the living room on my way to the kitchen. Before tackling the kitchen, I paused to refill Adella's coffee cup. She seemed to glow while I stood there topping off her coffee. She told me I was spoiling her and she may never take me home! I giggled and told her I'd be lucky to live with her. I then wiggled my bottom while making my way back to the kitchen.

The dishes were first, there were only a few of them. I washed them in the sink, hand dried them and put them away. I then pulled everything out of the refrigerator and wiped down the inside until it sparkled. I put everything back where I thought it should be and then scrubbed the microwave, inside and out. The countertops, stove, and sink were next on my list. I then retrieved the broom and dustpan a swept the floor. While returning them to the laundry room, I paused to switch the loads in the laundry and spent several minutes folding and hanging her clothes up neatly. I explored the dresser drawers and closet before deciding where everything belonged.

Back to the laundry room, I grabbed the bucket and scrub brush I'd used in the bathroom. Wandering back through the living room, I made sure Adella noticed me. I really loved having her eyes on my body! Before finishing up the kitchen, I refilled her coffee once again. She told me she could get used to having me spoil her and I told her I could get used to taking care of her!

The next 45 minutes I spent on my hands and knees on the kitchen floor, scrubbing every nook and cranny. Several times, I peeked over my shoulder and caught Adella looking at my naked body. Every time I caught her looking, a shiver shot through me and my penis tingled wildly.

After returning the bucket and mop to the laundry room, I changed loads of laundry again. When placing the clean clothes in her drawers, I spent a few extra moments to tidy up the stacks of clothing in them. Back to the laundry room, I grabbed a feather duster, furniture polish, the vacuum, and a few other items. The living room was the last room I needed to clean. When I moved all of those items into the living room, I apologized to Adella. I'd be interrupting the program she watching. She turned off the TV while telling me it was no problem at all.

Her eyes never left my body the whole time I spent cleaning that room. We didn't talk much at all. She simply sat there and watched my naked body move about the room, dusting, polishing and wiping everything down. Having her look at my body like that caused my penis to become aroused once again. My pink nipples even became stiff and the wrinkled hole of my bottom clenched up and relaxed sporadically. By the time I started to vacuum, I was extremely horny! My little penis was leaking drips of my love on the carpet!

I moved about the room like I was dancing. Adella's gaze never left my body. I took my time vacuuming. When I finally shut the machine off, I bent all the way over and slowly wound the cord up on the hooks of the vacuum. I knew I was teasing her and I loved it! After putting everything away, I quickly folded the last load of laundry and put it away before returning to the living room. I stood right in front of Adella with my hands behind my back and told her I'd finished.

She smiled and stood up before me. She took my hand and led me to the guest room to inspect my work. During that short walk, she told me she really enjoyed watching me clean her home. She peeked into the rooms we passed, she seemed very pleased. Once in the guest room, I stood naked by the door and waiting while she looked over all I'd done. When finished, she smiled and told me I'd done a very good job.

I stepped into her bedroom first, Adella was behind me with her hand on my extreme lower back. Once in her room, she closed the door. She then pulled up her skirt and slid her big panties down her thighs so she could step out of them. With her hands on my shoulders, she gently pressed me downward.

I bit my lip and dropped to my knees. Adella flipped her dress up over my body and I was lost in the humid, musky scent of her arousal. She leaned back against the door and pressed my face against her sex. I wrapped my arms around her thick thighs and licked along her very wet lips. When I reached her fat clit, I sucked it into my mouth and tickled it with my tongue. I licked circles around her clit with the tip of my tongue and then sucked it back between my lips. Her hands gripped the back of my head and smushed me into her pussy even more. I concentrated on her clit. When she pulled me in even tighter against her, my face slipped down and my nose began rubbing against her clit while I slipped my tongue in and out of her. Pulling me against her even tighter, she began humping herself against my face. I struggled to catch my breath, but Adella seemed too far gone to notice.

I knew she was getting close. Her legs began to quiver and she ground against my face with even more urgency. I lapped at her sex like a puppy at a water dish. Through her dress, she gripped my hair in her hands and thrust forward before moaning, "Oh Chica!" Her body began to shake and she pulled me against her so tightly. I flicked my tongue against her and then dipped it inside her. She orgasmed hard. I heard her gasping for breath while the orgasm washed through her body. She held my head tightly, but perfectly still. When her grip loosened, I slid upward and sucked her fat, little clit back in my mouth. She screamed out, "Chica!" and pushed me away from her.

I knelt naked on her bedroom floor. My face glistening with her juices. My little prong of a penis poking up between my legs. And I worked on catching my breath while watching Adella come down from her orgasm. She was leaning back against her bedroom door. With her dress fallen back in place, she looked mostly normal. Except that her face was flushed and she had a glassy look in her eyes. Her legs were still spread apart and her hands were flat against the door behind her.

When she'd regained her composure, she offered me her hands and helped me onto my feet. Standing there, Adella apologized. When I asked why she was apologizing, she told me she felt she forced herself upon me. I smiled and told her she could force herself upon me anytime she wanted! She leaned in to kiss me but paused. I giggled and quickly excused myself to wash my face.

When I returned from the bathroom, Adella was sitting on her bed and her panties were still on the floor. While I crossed the room, I picked up her panties and deposited them into the empty laundry basket before sitting down beside her. She told me she hadn't cum that in a very long time. She thanked me for what I'd done. I told her she didn't need to thank me. I told her she deserved to feel that good. I told her I was happy I was able to do that for her.

She wrapped her arms around my naked body and kissed me. I looped my arms up and around her neck and kissed her back. It was a long, gentle, romantic kiss with just a little tongue. We were soon laying together, side-by-side on the bed kissing and whispering to each other.

After pleasing her with my mouth, I found myself to be very erect and very horny again. I couldn't stop myself from grinding against her thigh. She smiled at me, kissed my nose and then rolled herself on top of me. When she did, the entire bed moved and I slid around until she settled herself on top of me. Lifting her dress out from between us, she reached down, took hold of my little penis and slipped it inside her womanly pussy.

I've often tried to imagine what we looked like at that moment. Here was this full-figured Spanish woman wearing a dress. She was sitting up, straddling a skinny, pale boy a fraction of her age. And that boy beneath her was freaking out because he'd never felt so wonderful before. I know I was wiggling around and trying so hard not to squirt at the moment I'd entered Adella. I know I made noises, I heard them, but I don't remember actually making them.

While I continued to struggle not to cum, Adella reached down and laid her soft, warm hand against my cheek. She told me it was okay. She told me to just let it happen. I gasped for air and tried to thrust my hips upward, but the weight of her body kept me from moving my hips at all. I became completely pinned to the mattress when Adella leaned forward and kissed my lips. I squealed loudly and tried to wiggle around, all I could move were my arms and legs. Adella reached up and held my arms down with hers. She then moved her legs so mine were trapped under her meaty legs. It was the most amazing feeling, lying beneath her, unable to move. It was like I was completely wrapped up and surrounded in her love. If anyone would have walked into that room, I doubt they would know I was even there.

The moment became even more surreal when my little penis erupted just inside of her loving, warm pussy. I whimpered and squeaked. My body tried to spasm from the intensity of the orgasm, but I was trapped. I'd never been unable to move with I'd cum before. It was such an extraordinary experience.

As my orgasm subsided, my body calmed down and relaxed. Adella waited until the last twitch of my muscles before whispering, "Te Amo Chica."

When I asked what that meant, she leaned down kissed each of my eyelids, my nose and then my lips. In the softest of whispers, she said, "I love you, Chica."

Biting my lip hard, I whispered back, "I love you too Adella."

I don't know how long we spent laying there, but it wasn't long enough. All too soon, we had to get up and clean ourselves off. Adella made me wait in her room until she cleaned herself up in the bathroom. She told me she wasn't ready for me to see her body yet. I can't imagine why. I couldn't think any less of her because she was overweight. But I did as I was asked and waited until she called me into the bathroom.

She used a warm, wet cloth to wipe me down. I squirmed under her touch and once I was clean, I asked her to go relax while I finished tidying up. I touched up the bathroom and then stripped the comforter from her bed. There was a bit of a wet spot. I found another comforter in the closet and put that on her bed while the other I put into the washing machine.

Making my way to the living room, I stopped and told her I was going to get her clothes from the line. She smiled and said Camila may still be out there. I blushed and told her she'd see all of me the next day anyway! That's when Adella told me she'd changed her mind. She wasn't going to allow me to clean Camila's home. Adella said there were only two homes I'd be cleaning, hers and mine! But I was warned that Camila may be invited over for coffee the next time I cleaned her house. They were best friends and Adella knew Camila would love to watch me clean in the nude.

I shivered a little, the thought of those two ladies watching me clean really turned me on! Adella must've noticed my penis becoming stiff. Reaching out, she tickled my pale scrotum with her fingers. She then sent me out to get her clothes from the line.

Just as before, I peeked outside, found no one, and raced with the basket to the clothesline. I glanced around nervously, hoping no one caught me. But at the same time, I had the desire for Camila to step outside and see me. I stood there pulling down giant panties, huge bras and a massive nightgown from the clothesline. Before putting them in the basket, I folded each of them neatly. Picking up the basket, I held it away from my body, so if Camila stepped outside, no part of my body would be hidden. But she never joined me and I got back into Adella's home without being seen. I put all of her intimates away in the appropriate drawers before reporting to Adella in the living room. I told her I was finished and asked if there was anything else I could do.

Standing before her, my penis mostly hard again, she licked her lips and uttered, "There are lots of things you can do for me."

I dropped to my knees again and crawled between her thighs. She scooted down in her chair and lifted her dress. As I disappeared under the thin cloth, she laid her hands on my head and I began to kiss and lick the plump lips of her pussy. I heard her moan, "Chica, I'm keeping you here with me for a few days. You don't want to stay in your big house all alone, do you? Wouldn't you like to stay with me, Chica?"

I sucked her clit in and out of my mouth several times before answering. From under her dress, I whimpered, "Yes, I'd love that Adella!" I went right back to pleasing her with my lips and tongue. She stroked my head while I ate her. She then whispered, "Chica, why don't you call me madre. Adella sounds too formal."

Sucking and slurping sounds filled the room while I feasted on her pussy. I broke away long enough to ask, "What does it mean?"

She slowly pulled her dress up over my head. With a gentle touch, she indicated me to stop what I was doing and look at her. In a soft voice, she told me it meant 'mother'. My back arched and I felt my little penis throb hard. I whispered, 'I love you madre'.

Adella smiled warmly and passed her fingers through my hair. Lowering my mouth back onto her sex, I gently licked her swollen lips and clit. While I made love to her with my mouth, I realized I'd be spending the next several days naked. I also knew madre and I would make love many times before she took me home. But home was the last place I wanted to think about. For the next several days I planned on focusing all my attention on Adella. I wanted her to feel as loved as she deserved.